Two nights ago we officially moved from summer into autumn and whilst I was on Mull there was a huge harvest moon that slid up over the horizon to light the landscape for the whole night.
Autumn has arrived early this year with the first tree turning in late July and when the rain came the ground sighed with relief. It had been fascinating to watch the hill and especially the bracken turn brown with the drought and you could see the soil depth by where the green remained.
The gardens on our steep hillside are unique and dare I say legendary – enough reason to visit in the autumn and winter and then return in a warmer season to see the rhododendrons bloom and sit out on one of the little wooden benches overlooking Loch Linnhe.
We often venture out for long scenic walks in the immediate neighbourhood, as well as taking advantage of the many local ferries to go further afield. For anyone who loves the mountains and the water, and wants to enjoy them in tranquility, we are rather spoilt in our location – although guests often remark how difficult it is to leave the house because of the cosy wood stove, the comfortable beds, and the amazing old fashioned bathtub!
